chapter 6 here!

Yes, I know I took for ever. I'm sorry ok?

...no? Darn. Well, moving on.

So please enjoy with burning passion! Now do the disclaimer Touya!

Touya: Ok! Amberintheflame does not own pokemon! That's game freak!

White: A-and a special thanks t-to MsWildLuck for re-reviewing.

Aura: Ri! Riolu!

'route 2' I looked at the sign ahead of me, fire burning in my eyes.

"Fantastic! Magnificent! Amazing!"

"What is it, Touko?"

I smiled "Can't you see? I'm going on a route! Routes equal trainers! Trainers that aren't insane!"

White sweat dropped. "Should you really be the one saying that others are insane?"

"Hey, I never said I wasn't."

"Riolu!"

"Aw not you too!"

Chapter 6: First route

"Noooo! My beautiful patrat! Nooooooooo!"

I stared smugly at the fallen boy before me. He held on to his pokeball, a face full of tears, and faced me.

"Shorts boy!" I holler. "Just having shorts doesn't make you a good trainer!"

He looked at me skeptically as he sniffled. "I-it doesn't?"

I rose my nose high into the air, and the victorious Aura did the same, as well as Ichi. Aww my babies were becoming more and more like me already.

"No way!" I yell back. "I know they are pretty important, heck I adore my short-shorts and the fringes on the side were genius, and-"

"Touko. P-please don't get of topic."

"Oh, right. Well, anyways. The most important part of a battle is... HOT BLOODEDNESS!" I jump in front of him, a raised fist in the air.

"Is that so?!" The shorts boy yelled back, jumping to his feet.

I nod. "Yes! Now, generic shorts boy number seven! Go! Train! and be unbeatable!"

"Yes ma'am!" He ran off, a grin on his face and his patrat's pokeball held firmly in the boys hand.

I almost feel like I'm forgetting something... Oh wait!

"Oi! Brat! You forgot to pay up for losing! Argh! I need that money damn it!" I ran after him quickly, recalling my two pokemon as I did so. "This happens every time! Get back here!"

I could hear White sigh at the back of my head. "It a-always ends like this, d-doesn't it."

"No!" I argue to seemingly myself. "It didn't happen like this with N... wait! Crap! It did! The guy didn't pay me when I won! Neither did professor J. for that matter!"

I pulled on my hat. "Am I really that much of a sucker to the world!" Then I sped up. "Either way, the next stop on the map has a fancy restaurant! I wanna have waffles with fresh strawberries for breakfast! FRESH STRAWBERRIES!"

"Ah! You crazy lady! Stop following me!" We ran along the route, not giving a second glance to the other trainers.

It continued for this for a while when...

"T-touko! Watch out!" My foot hooked on something similar to a log.

"Ah." I say with a blank face as I begun to fall. My body goes straight down, and I lay flat down on the ground, watching helplessly as the young boy ran off, sparing some time to pull down his eye lids and stick out his tongue at me before he fled.

"Next time I see that boy I'm gonna kick his short loving butt all the way to Kant." I grumble, getting up. Gingerly, I look at what I tripped on. Before me was a very tan figure, clad only in a pair of blue swim trunks. Without those and his blue hair, I would really think that he was a log...

Wait! Holly crap! It's a person! "AHHHHHHHHHH!"

"Thanks for your help man."

"Yeah. No problem." I stared at the man in front of me, sizing him up as I ate. Surprisingly, after he woke up (With luckily no memory of me tripping over him) he whipped out this handy dandy fishing rod from who knows where. Then, he proceeded to somehow snag the fruit of trees and poof! a meal was made.

I couldn't say it tasted that bad either.

"So how'd you end up passed out in the middle of nowhere?" I ask curiously in between large bites.

"Oh that." He laughed. "Well bro, you see, I was just going on a nice fishing trip when suddenly, this large storm came and swooped me away."

I looked at him in disbelief. "Dude, we're no where near the ocean. HOW THE HELL DID THAT HAPPEN?!"

"I-it is a bit st-strange." White agreed in my head.

He just shrugged. "Alright, you caught me." He said nonchalantly. "I did get stuck and washed up on land, but then me and my pokemon decided this was fate, and so we officially became trainers a town back. Sadly, as I was walking along the path, something heavy fell on top of my head. And so I passed out."

I nod at his story. Made sense. "So what are you still hanging around here for?" I ask.

He smiled again. "Say, do you know who I am?" He asked in amusement.

I nodded. "Of course I do." I say. "I'm not stupid you know. You're a pervert, right?"

"That's right, I'm a per- wait no!" he yelled, standing up from his meal, sneaky, I grabbed it, having long finished my own. "Dude! How did you get that?!" He asked me.

I shrugged "Well, you are only wearing some trunks and goggles. You know, no shirt, shoes, not even a hat!"

"W-why would that matter?" White asked curiously.

I shrug to her and continue my explanation. "It's obvious proof you're a pervert. That or just really desperate."

"I am a swimmer! I swim! Of course I'd be wearing a bathing suit!" He argued.

"So you have a water type fetish?" I ask tilting my head.

"What? No! Dude, seriously? What the hell's a 'water type fetish'? Does that even exist?"

"Yep." I nod wisely. "you have one. right?"

"Wrong! Listen, I just like water pokemon. I'm into humans though. HUMANS! 'K?"

"So you have a human fetish?"

"Enough with the fetishes!" He yelled, before sitting down. "You know what. Forget that, let's just battle. Maybe then you'll get it." he then pulled out a pokeball from again, nowhere.

"Finally." I say, standing up. "That's what I've been wanting to hear."

White gasped, finding her voice. "S-so it was all part o-of a plan?"

"Perhaps..." I mutter. "Anyways! Swimsuit Perv, If you win, I shall acknowledge you as not swimsuit perv, but whatever the heck your real name is. But if I win, you shall escort me through my journey, and cook my meals!"

He looked at me, "How come your side of the bet has a lot more too it."

"Details details." I wave him off, reaching into my bag for my pokeball. "Anyways, let's go!"

He stands once again. "Fine, but I won't lose man. 'K Tirtouga! Time to battle for reals!"

Out burst a pokemon looking quite a bit like a turtle, only blue instead of green. Guess I know where the name came from.

But, instead of paying attention to the new pokemon, I had something else to think about.

I stare at him, chuckling into my hand. "I've been meaning to ask, but why do you talk like that?"

He stared at me. "Dude, talk like what."

I just stared. "You know, like... er like... um, you know what never mind." I reach into my bag. "Our meals from now on are on the line! Help me out here! Go! Ichi!" In a flash of light, Ichi landed softly on all fours, purring a bit to make an overall bad ass entrance. I'm so proud.

"Right." he nodded, looking at his pokemon and then mine. "Ready to rock?"

"Heck yes!" I cheer. "Alright Ichi, let's start it strong! Go at 'im using scratch!"

"Guard with withdraw!" he commanded. I watch as the turtle withdrew into his shell, and Ichi's sharpened claws bounced harmlessly against the rough shield. "Now attack with water gun."

"Crap! Ichi! Get back!" The purrloin jumped back, just avoiding the blast of water. "Hmm." I stared at my opponent who was grinning. How the heck was I supposed to beat this guy?

I stared at him and his pokemon carefully. "Not bad." He commented, "But not too great either man. So serious."

"Of course I'm serious!" I yell back. "This battle is getting me PUMPED! READY ICHI! TRY TO CHASE IT OUT USING SAND ATTACK!"

Ichi spun into action, digging it's paws into the ground and spraying clumps of sand into the open shell. This time it was swimsuit's turn to be panicking. Or so I thought.

He still looked rather calm, and when he noticed my gaze, gave a lazy wink. "I saw this one in a TV show once." He informed me. "Tirtouga, spin around while ya use your water gun, 'k?"

I gasp as the small turtle begun to spin, first slowly and then progressively until it was practically creating a mini tornado.

"Dude!" I yell "That's so awesome!"

Both Ichi and White sighed at my enthusiasm. "p-please focus"

I sighed. "Fine." then I examined the madly spinning turtle like pokemon. "But how do I get close to it... That's it!"

With a smile, I through my hand in front of me. If none of our attacks will work, we'll just use someone else's! Or more accurately, Aura's! Purrloin!" I call out. "Use assist!"

"PURRLOIN!" He replied with a cry. His cat paws lit up as he begun to stride towards the still twirling opponent. With what I could have almost sworn was a smirk, the cat lifted it's small paw. As it sparkled, I knew what I was going to say.

"Ichi!" I ordered. "Use counter!"

"What? Seriously?!" The swimsuit man yelled in reply. "This is bad, Tirtouga, dodge!" But it was too late, the attack hit it's mark, and everything froze.

The two paused for what seemed life forever, when finally, the turtle pokemon fell to the ground.

"YEAH!" I cheered. "We did it!"

Purrloin purred in agreement, and strode back to my side, head held high.

"T-touko." White whispered in my head. "Look."

I did as she said and turned to the losing side. The boy was looking down. He clenched his fist, before looking up.

"Ah, it looks like I lost man." He sighed, running his hand through his hair. He wouldn't show it but I could tell he was disappointed.

"By any chance... was that your first battle?" I asked him.

He sighed once again, pulling out the pokeball and calling back his passed out friend. "Yeah." He nodded. "You see, I'm a first class swimmer. And yeah, that's cool and all, but everything's so serious. It wasn't that fun anymore. So I decided to float away with my pal here-" he lifted his pokeball "-so I could do something more enjoyable. You get my drift?"

I nodded. "Alright, but why training?"

He looked at the pokeball. "Because it seemed like a blast. When ever the kids at my town battled, they all seemed to light up. I guess I wanted to do that too man."

I nodded and approached him. "Well, I did win, you know." He nodded "Yeah, I know."

"And I do need a cook so I won't starve to death." I pointed out.

"Dude, your point?"

I smiled and gave him a thumbs up. "Then join up with me, dude! I promise you'll have a great time."

He blinked. "Um, is that... ok?"

I nodded. "Heck yeah! So is that a yes I hear?"

He paused to think, before nodding back. "Yeah."

"Hey White." I ask latter that night. "Are you ok with him joining our travels? I mean, I sort of recruited him without your consult"

"N-no." White shook her head. "I like th-this development."

I glace back at our new friend as he feed the three pokemon, my two and his own. "So do I"

Extra 1: His name

"So what is your name? Unless you want me to continue calling you swimsuit perv? It's your choice."

"Please don't call me swimsuit perv. My name's Shizui."

"Well cool. Mine's Touko."

"Y-you two went through a-all that and never knew?"

Extra 2: Meanwhile

"Finally." A blue hatted youth gazed up at the entrance of the city before him. The sun was just going down and the small city seemed to light up before him.

"It's time." He told the small pokemon in his arms. "It's time for our first gym battle. Let's go!"

I hope you enjoyed!

Ah, and if you hadn't noticed, I kept that guy 'Marlin' by his Japanese name, Shizui.

Let's admit it. The american just can't name them like the Japanese can. Shizui sounds a lot cooler then Marlin. That, and when I think of marlin, I think of some mermaid version of Dumbledore.

Shizui: So i guess I'm actually, like, a plot point now, right?

Amber: Yep!

Touko: I'm cool with that. This guy's cooking is really fantastic, right guys?

Aura: Ri!

Ichi: Loi!

Touko: That's what I thought.

White: U-um anyways, please, favorite, follow a-and review and m-maybe amberintheflame might g-get to updating f-faster.

Amber: Heck yeah I will! See ya next time!